Katies Story A TG in Goodnites -- (Author) JenniferInGoodnites

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Author: JenniferInGoodnites
Timestamp: Mar 2, 2016 at 6:52 AM
Content: This is a coming of age story about a young transgender girl who still requires "protection" at night.

CH. 1

I was born and raised in the very progressive neighborhood of west, my mother is a very established cosmetician (hair/make up artist) and has her salon. I was her only child, her son (at first), my father had run off while I was little, though my mother did an excellent job raising me up.

Even though I was eventually potty trained I still had the occasional accident at night while growing up. Even though I tried to hide it from her, my mother would always find out that I had an accident. As a result she would make me wear Goodnites the next couple nights, and check them every morning, if I was wet I would have to wear another week.

As I got older the accidents had stopped and the remaining Goodnites were stuffed far in the back of my underwear drawer. I started to feel grown up and different. At this time I had also started to become interested in girls, but unlike other boys, I was more interested in their clothes, make up and yes shoes!

Not long after my curiosity about girl's clothing and make up lead to experimentation. My mother, being as fashionable as she was at the time, had a very extensive wardrobe, and every chance I got I was trying on her clothes. I tried on everything from shoes and make up to panties and dresses, but was always careful to place everything back just the way I found it.

One day when I pretended to be sick so that I could stay home from school. After a few fake coughs and sneezes my mother gave me some cold medicine, wished me well, and left for work. A few moments after she had left I was exploring her closet for todays outfit.

Not long into my search I found a cute little summer dress, it was pink and sleeveless. On top of her dresser I found a pair of pink and purple striped bikini panties, that were brand new and still had the tag. I was careful not to rip the tag as I slid them on, they fit perfect. Next I picked out my favorite bra, it was padded and fit perfect, I had worn it many times before.

After sliding the dress on I went over to her make up table, and started brushing my hair. I had been going it out for sometime, and it was already shoulder length. I teased it for a while trying different hair ties and bands, finally deciding just to leave it down.

Next was make up (a girl has to look her best right?). I stared with some blush and applied it generously to my cheeks. Then I applied a little mascara to my lashes, and attempted to add some eye liner though I quickly gave up after not really knowing how to do it. Lastly I added some rosey red lipstick and was satisfied with my face and headed off to the kitchen for a snack.

After grabbing a snack, I went into the den to watch some TV. I flipped channels for a while trying to find an appropriate program for a young lady. I settled on the home and garden channel, though what ever the program was could not keep my attention and I quickly dozed off.

I woke up to find my mother in the room, she had come home for lunch to see how I was doing. I quickly remembered that I was in a dress and make up, HER dress and make up. I was a little embarrassed, though she did not seem to be bothered by it. Instead the first thing she said to me was, "Honey you had an accident." I looked down to find that the dress was soaked, I quickly jumped up off the couch revealing that I had soaked her brand new panties.

My mother took me to the bathroom and started to run the water in the bath. She mentioned that perhaps the cold medicine that she gave me knocked me out, and that perhaps it caused me to relax a little to much causing the accident. I pulled the dress off and she turned and looked at me saying "oh sweetie, that bra is way to big for you... and what is up with your make up?" I asked if she was upset with me, she said "No, not at all, I knew I would catch you at some point." I asked, "how did you know." she responded "a woman can tell when someone else has been using her make up, and I know how you fold your clothes." She smiled, I smiled back, then I turned and hopped into the shower, she picked up the clothes and underwear and said to me "when ever you are ready to talk about this, I am here for you."